Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

He knew that Samson would be ruined if he continued staying with Rosalie.

“I’ll arrange it.”

looked at

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happened in the

around the bush and told him everything in full

she opened her mouth, and she struck others whenever she

Anthony, Rosalie would be as gentle as a babbling brook,

she was a completely different person!

from his chest, Anthony took a deep

ordered in the end.

realize that everything that had happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return to the country was not

and child because of this

weren’t for

was a lump in his throat as the blood rushed to his head, and he tasted the

was solely for Austin

phone

out and have a drink with me” he exclaimed

side, Brendan stared at the screen of his own phone, confusion plain

the middle of the day?” Brendan

of people to keep

room was very lively

girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the industry of actors new

to ride their coattails, so they were working hard at

prettiest, even vaguely looking

tell if this was

he didn’t even look at her. He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty, and he kept drinking

was akin to

He couldn’t ho

himself back any longer, overwhelmed by

said was that

pity on Samson, but

her back by his side.

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he would be

wouldn’t Genevieve believe

might as well have been

to him tried stopping him.

cajoled. “Are you trying to drown

What’s the point of drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some

the female model beside

been unable to find a chance and make her move.

heard this, she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a

as if she were trying to convey something while

and seemed a little startled when he saw her

just seen

‘Genie?

her?‘

y wondered.

slightly drunk, and his expression was fierce as he reached out and grasped the woman’s

gravelly voice, Anthony asked, “Is that you,

her